⚜Mention of self harm.
⚜And yea I know I spelled izuku's last name wrong. Lol
⚜Anyway hope you enjoy chapter 2🤪
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𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 😗😗.
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𝙄𝙯𝙪𝙠𝙪:
"I'm sorry shoto I just don't like you in that way. "
I admitted, awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck.
"I see"
Shoto said looking down.
He had abruptly stopped me while I was running from Kacchan, to asked me to go out with him as in a date kinda way.
I feel so bad for rejecting him.
Why do I keep disappointing everyone.
Shoto did a half smile
"Don't worry about it Midoriya. "
"It's not a big deal"
Before I could say apologize again he had already quickly walked off.
𝙆𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣 : ( before shoto left)
I wish he'll just leave so I can talk to Deku alone.
Jeez really what could be so interesting that he decided to cut class and talk to my Deku.
I stopped realizing I heard Icyhot confessing to Deku.
That fucking asshole I'm gonna- my thoughts quickly went back to the stuff that went down in the bathroom.
As much as i hate to admit it, maybe shoto's a good person to be with my Deku.....I mean Deku......just plain Deku.
I mean Icyhot is much nicer towards him, and he makes Deku smile.....And if I'm being honest i really wanna see him smile....a real smile not his usual fake one.
I walked off as a memory of Deku smiling and laughing with Halfnhalf replayed over and over in my mind...... Yeah,
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.
𝙄𝙯𝙪𝙠𝙪:
As I walked through the streets on my way home I still felt extremely guilty for rejecting Shoto.
The same two thoughts kept hitting my mind one more frequent then the other.
Why am I such a horrible person??
Shoto shouldn't like me, I mean I'm so.... so plain.
The most interesting thing about me is the fact that I inherited a quirk from the Almight, and the only person that knows about that is Kacchan.
Putting that thought away they're was another thought, but in all honesty I was trying to push it away as far as possible.
I really didn't want to visit it, I was two weeks clean I can't just break that, can I?
I quietly crept into my house, trying not to make a single sound.
I knew my mom had a double shift tonight, so she was trying to get as much sleep as possible.
Which means I need to stay as quite as possible.
I could practically hear the blade in my bottom chore saying
With a few creams here and there I eventually made it into my bedroom, silently shutting my door in the process.
I could practically hear my blade in my underwear drawer screaming,
𝖑𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖎𝖙. 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖓. 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖘𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖔.
Yeah for a few minutes and then I'll feel guilty for messing up again.
I sat on my bed trying to take deep breath inhale 1...2....3.
Exhale 1.....2....3.
Everything is alright, I'm alright.
Just breath.
It seems like no matter what I tried,the voices fought back harder and louder.
So I finally caved in.
I bent down, opening my drawer silently grabbing my blade as tears made there way down my face.
I hate my self so much.
I deserve this.
God why can I just disappear.
I've self harmed since I was 6 ,
I started cutting when I was 10 or 11.
Before than I would bruise up my arm by pinching as hard as possible.
This one time my mom tried to help me stop pinching my self so much, by putting a rubber band around my wrist while telling me everytime I think about harming myself to just flick the rubber band.
She didn't think that through very well, because by the end of the week my arms we're purple and blue that was when I was 8 ha.
I don't really know why I do this, it's not like my life is horrible.
I have a loving mom, and a pretty powerful quirk.
I just have so many negative thoughts that's once I finally do something like pinching or cutting they.....well they vanish.
Sometimes it's only for a few minutes, and then sometimes it's for a couple of hours.
I guess that's why I like Kacchan so much, oddly enough even when he bullied me the thoughts seem to vanish I'm complete air.
𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
